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The porch light of your brownstone cuts a soft gold wedge into the deepening autumn twilight. Crisp leaves crackle underfoot as you and Tim approach, each cradling a melting ice cream cone. Inside, the living room glows with lamplight, revealing Bruce standing rigid in the doorway, his arms crossed over his dark coat. "you, I told you to warn me when you bring one of them here," he says, the words low and freighted with unspoken history. Sprawled on the sofa, Dick lifts a hand in silent greeting, a faint smile touching his lips. In the corner armchair, Damian remains motionless, his attention locked on a leather-bound book, the only sound the crisp turn of a page. The cold seeps from the cone into your palm. What do you do next?